[1/3] NEVER LEAVE ME│s.m

fifteen

"Where are you going? I still need to go to their house!" Sarah exclaims as she realizes I'm headed back to Harry's.

"I'm grabbing my luggage," I shrug as I continue to drive down the almost cleared roadway.

"No," she pouts, "you're not moving back into Simon's, are you?"

"Am I not allowed to?" I chuckle.

"No! I might not see you as often!"

"Just drop by sometime, you can always stay with me in the guest room," I smirk.

"You're sleeping in the guest room?" she questions with disgust.

"Yeah?" I reply with a slight questioning ending.

"Why?"

"Because where else would I sleep?" I giggle.

"I would've thought Simon had offered for you to stay in his room," she admits with confusion.

"Why would he do that?"

"Because he's Simon," she hesitantly answers, staring back out her window.

"Okay then..."

••••

"Saz, stop taking my stuff out of my bag!" I scold, plopping down onto the bed I've been using for the past couple nights, defeated.

"I don't want you leaving here!" she exclaims, frustrated.

"Please just let me pack up," I groan.

"Fine," she growls, walking out of the room.

I roll my eyes as I place my things back in my bag and throw it over my shoulder, not taking a second glance back as I saunter out of the apartment.

She can find a different ride to the house.

••••

"Sage!" Vik cheers as I walk through the front door of their home.

"Vik!" I cheer back, giving him a quick hug.

"Glad to have you back."

"Glad to be back." I give him a quick smile before dawdling to their guest room.

Sadly, it was how I had left it. No one bothered to clean it up while I was away, causing me to sigh. I make up the bed and set my bag in the closet that held the rest of my things.

"Has Simon come back with you?" JJ quietly asks from the doorway. I turn to him, shaking my head. "He won't answer my calls."

"Maybe I'll try ringing him," I reply, giving him a reassuring pat. "Everything alright with you?" I ask with caution.

"I'm fine," he sighs. "Just shout if he picks up." He slumps away from my room, leaving me to feel exhausted and worried.

I rush to my phone, clicking Simon's contact and the call button.

It rings. And rings. And rings. Until it hits his voicemail, which is full at the moment.

Oh, Simon. Where have you gone now?

A knock sounds at my door, my body whipping around.

"Didn't mean to scare you. Was just wondering how you're settling back in," Josh says, stepping past the door frame.

"I'm settling fine," I reply, sitting on the edge of the bed.

"What's going on?" he questions, sitting beside me.